After arriving at the hospital with the female lead, Ethan Vaughn wasted no time before taking matters into his own hands.
Ignoring the skepticism of the Klienberg family and the disdainful looks from various relatives, he boldly declared that he could save the old patriarch.
And so, he did what every overpowered protagonist would…he forced his way into the operating room, ignoring the objections of the doctors and performing an elaborate, mystical acupuncture technique that no ordinary person could comprehend.
Just like that, the Klienberg family's elderly patriarch was pulled back from the gates of death.
It was a perfectly executed flex.
The entire Klienberg family stood in stunned silence, their earlier contempt completely shattered. Ethan, having successfully showcased his miraculous abilities, had officially secured his connection to the powerful Klienberg family.
This marked the start of his meteoric rise…gaining influence, humiliating arrogant young masters, and, of course, building his ever-expanding harem.
At first glance, the sequence of events almost seemed reasonable in the ridiculous logic of these stories.
But seriously…why did he have to hit people while saving a life?!
What kind of twisted reasoning made him think it was acceptable to assault trained doctors just because they got in the way of his grandstanding?
Since when did performing unauthorized medical procedures without a license make him the righteous one?
Leon Carlisle internally cursed the novel's author again, sincerely cursing the author.
In the original plot, the 'villain' version of Leon Carlisle had barely paid any attention to Ethan at this point. He had simply sent a few underlings to cause trouble for him.
After all, his character had been written as Sera's number one pathetic admirer…the kind who would blindly throw resources at a woman who barely acknowledged him.
Predictably, his subordinates had charged in like fools, only to be effortlessly crushed one after another.
The classic 'rescue mission' trap…where each failure only fueled the protagonist's rise…played out perfectly, and before long, Ethan and Leon Carlisle were locked in an irreconcilable conflict.
But now?
Leon had absolutely zero intention of repeating that stupidity.
His gaze shifted toward the glowing interface of his Collapse System, his personal cheat in this world.
The system's mechanics were absurdly simple: whenever a 'Destined Protagonist' suffered emotional or mental distress, Collapse Points would be generated. These points could then be used to purchase various items from the system's shop.
It was a lazy, uninspired setup…but it was also exactly what he needed.
…..
Meanwhile, at City State Police Department
"Officer, I'm innocent. When can I leave? My time is very valuable, you know." Ethan Vaughn sat in the interrogation room, his legs crossed in an exaggeratedly casual manner.
His white dress shirt was wrinkled, and his ripped jeans… complete with strategically placed tears… only served to enhance his mysterious bad-boy aura.
Even sitting in a police station, his overpowering charisma remained undiminished.
His insufferable arrogance made the officers around him want to roll their eyes into another dimension.
"Mr. Vaughn, this is a police station. Please show some respect," a young officer finally snapped, his patience wearing thin. His expression was stern, his voice sharp.
But Ethan?
He smirked. A slight, condescending curve of his lips… because he didn't care.
Why should he? With his godlike medical skills, he wasn't just some nobody who had to bow his head in fear.
Forget the rookie officer in front of him… even if the police Superior walked in, he wouldn't even bat an eye.
After all, he was the 'Carefree Miracle Doctor'… a man who could save lives with one hand and take them with the other.
And behind him stood three legendary mentors:
One, a doctor whose medical skills surpassed all known medicine.
Another, a poison master feared throughout the world.
And the last? A world-class assassin.
Ethan Vaughn was not someone to be trifled with.
So what if he roughed up a few nobodies? At worst, he'd throw some cash their way, and the problem would be solved automatically.
His patience was running thin. His fingers tapped against the table rhythmically.
"Hasn't the Klienberg family arrived yet?" His impatience was evident.
As Ethan Vaughn impatiently urged the officers, his tone growing increasingly irritated, a middle-aged officer approached, holding a report in his hand.
"Mr. Vaughn, according to the official report from Carlisle Medical, your actions have already constituted a criminal offense. The five doctors you assaulted have all been diagnosed with first-degree injuries, and in addition, you damaged three pieces of medical equipment… worth more than half a million each piece of equipment."
"Bullshit!" Before the officer could even finish, Ethan slammed his hand on the table, his face contorted in rage.
"Watch your attitude!"
"How dare you talk to Captain Brooks like that?"
The officers in the interrogation room, already annoyed by Ethan's arrogance, shot him sharp glares. Ever since he was brought in, he had been acting as if the entire police station was beneath him, looking at everyone like they were insects.
Captain Brooks wasn't having any of it. He slammed the report down onto Ethan's face.
"Read it yourself. You illegally performed medical procedures at a hospital without a license, then assaulted the doctors who tried to stop you. Do you seriously think you're in the right?" Ethan clenched his jaw and snatched the report from the table, his eyes scanning the contents.
Fractured fingers…
Broken ribs… six of them?!
Severe brain trauma… high probability of a vegetative state?!
His breath hitched. This was impossible. "No way. There's absolutely no way!" Ethan felt his heart drop. He knew how hard he had hit them.
He hadn't even used real force… hell, they shouldn't have had more than a few bruises at worst. So how the hell were they this badly injured?
"This has to be a mistake! Those people weren't hurt that badly… I barely touched them!" Ethan's voice wavered, his unease growing.
Captain Brooks let out a dry chuckle. "The five doctors you attacked? Carlisle Medical paid a fortune to bring them in from overseas. They were specialists, experts in their fields."
"No, no… something's not right."